Ruby Rose Miller

She's here!!!  My sweet baby Ruby is in the world, and she's better than I could have dreamed.

I'm excited to share the birth story, because everything went so well, and I am proud of my accomplishment.

(pictures not correlated with the story, sorry!)

Our first Mother/Daughter picture

On Tuesday, I was obsesively thinking about  how the next day was the due date, and trying to not get my hopes up. I think that distracted me from the fact that I'd been having small contractions all day.  I assumed I'd just been having Braxton Hicks all day long, and that they were just an annoyance.  They didn't hurt, so I didn't think much of them.

Theo was so excited to hold his baby

 I wasn't in the mood to do much, so I sat on the couch and read my novel while Theo watched loads of TV.  I thought, I'm due tomorrow, I'm entitled to a day off from real parenting.  Little did I know I'd be having a baby that night.

pointing out her eyes, nose, hair, etc.

 Corbin came home around 5 to grab a bite to eat before going off to help our friends move. The three of us went to the grocery store for a few things on the way to dropping Corbin off at the move site. On the way home, Theo and I went to the park for a few minutes and played.

Thankfully, he had a poopy diaper and we headed home. Otherwise, it would have made the next few minutes very awkward.

Daddy relaxing on the comfy bed with his girl while I stretched my legs

 We got home, had a delicious dinner of cold cereal, and settled in for more TV.  Then, at about 6:45, I suddenly felt very wet.  My water had broken, and I was totally surprised.  I waddled to the bathroom to clean up, and called Corbin.  That stinker didn't answer his phone on my first two attempts. When he did pick up, I simply said, "you need to come home.  I'm pretty sure my water just broke, so it's time to go to the hospital."

It was great for him to be able to tell all his friends there that it was time to have a baby, and our friend gave him a ride back home.  After I called the midwife to let her know what was going on, we packed up the hospital bag, left Theo with our lovely friends Sara and Ramona, and left for the hospital.

She did not enjoy her first experience getting buckled.

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 On the 20 minute drive to the hospital, we were both very calm and excited to meet our baby.  We talked about how the experience was going to go just the way it was supposed to.  I told Corbin I was... somewhere between curious and worried about whether I'd be able to do the labor naturally, as I'd had an epidural with Theo. We would just get there and do what we had to do.

Corbin chilling with his kids

 We arrived at the hospital around 8 PM, and got settled in our labor room.  I sat on the bed with monitors strapped to my belly, checking the baby's heartbeat and tracking my contractions. After a half hour (her heartbeat was great, and my contractions were about two minutes apart), I was set free.  They contractions weren't feeling very strong yet, but enough where I didn't feel like talking through them.

I laid on the bed and rested for a while, still in my street clothes.  It was already such a different feel than with Theo's, much more relaxed. At about 9:15, I decided to take advantage of the jacuzzi tub in my bathroom. It felt amazing, to say the least.  I poured water across my belly, and breathed through the contractions. Corbin brought a chair in the bathroom and sat with me.  We talked about this and that, pausing for my contractions.  My sweet husband seemed to ask me a question at the beginning of lots of contractions, so we'd have to wait til it was over for an answer.  Eventually, I just had him stop asking.

Ruby's first night at home

I shifted positions a few times.  The nurse came in every half hour or 45 minutes to listen to the baby, but beside that, it was just Corbin and I working through it.  We agreed that we loved how calm the atmosphere was, with little interruptions and the lights dimmed, very quiet.  It was perfect for me.

I had Corbin say a prayer, asking for His help through the night. I knew I'd need it.

After a couple of hours in the tub, the contractions had gotten pretty strong.  We had stopped chatting, and I would say things to myself between contractions to empower myself.  One I said a lot was, "each contraction comes, does its job, and goes." I was focused on not worrying about the pains that would come eventually, only the one that would come next.  Corbin was a wonderful support, helping me relax my shoulders, and giving me encouragement.  His rubbing my back through contractions became invaluable.

How cute is this little Disney buff?

When I finally got out of the bath at about 10:45, I asked the midwife to check me and see how far along I was.  I wanted to get a rough idea of how much longer I needed to do this- things were starting to get really powerful. When she said I was at a 7, I felt a little disappointed and concerned.  I was hoping to be farther, and I didn't know if I'd be able to handle much more of it.  I'd promised myself that if I could get to a 7 without drugs, that I'd be able to do it.  But now I was questioning myself.

I stood up to resuscitate myself on the bed, and that's when the first huge one hit.  I clung to Corbin for dear life, and had him press as hard as he could into my lower back.  Up until then I'd handled the contractions quietly, but now I was yelling.

I laid on the bed, and had a few more contractions that really shook me.  I clung to Corbin's hand as he pressed his other into my back and I yelled.  But after only a few of those, right in the middle of a gasp, my eyes shot open and I said, "I need to push." Corbin said, "really" and dropped me like I was hot to press the nurse call button.  He did not want to be the only one in the room when I started pushing.

The nurse and midwife came in (around 11), and told me to follow my body.  I asked if I could push on my side, and the midwife said yes.  She was telling me to follow my body, and my body said to PUSH. I did, even though the midwife wasn't even at the bed yet. She showed me how to hold my leg and open up. She said I was very close, and I asked if she could see the head, just to make sure she was serious.  She could, and offered for me to touch it.  I didn't want to. After one or two pushes, out was a head.  I remember between the contractions that I was saying I just couldn't believe it.  To give myself strength, I said out loud "my baby," so excited to meet her. The end came so fast, that it was surreal. Lots of yelling and gasping, and one more push later, out came the baby. (11:13 PM)

Grandma and Ruby taking a nap

(afterward, the midwife told me that Ruby tried to come out with her hand by her face. I'm not surprised, because I could tell for a long time that's how she liked to hang out inside)

They laid her right on my chest and covered us with a blanket.  The next few minutes are a blur, but Corbin tells me that I started crying and saying over again, oh my gosh, my baby.  I remember lots of "I can't believe it" statements too.  I couldn't help crying, in awe of how beautiful she was, and how quickly it had all happened. This little spirit that we had been praying and waiting so long to meet was finally here!

I have never loved Corbin as much as I did in those first moments. The way he looked at his new daughter, and looked at me, and thinking about how much Theo was going to love his new baby, the tears came very easily.

In thinking about it later, I liked only having Corbin, the nurse, and the midwife there, instead of a room full of people. The whole affair seemed more personal and intimate, which I loved.

Ruby got to stay with me for the next hour, snuggling and figuring out this breathing business.  She even practiced nursing, wasting no time maintaining her sweet rolls.  At first glance, I could tell she was a big girl, the arm and thigh rolls gave her away. All the hair told me I came by my heartburn honestly. And looking at her sweet face, I couldn't tell who she looked like, so we decided she looked like Ruby.

We got to say a prayer as a family, thanking Heavenly Father for the safe arrival of our new daughter.  Without His strength, I don't know what I would have done. I'm filled with such gratitude at our blessings.

Once I finally relinquished her to be weighed and cleaned up, I realized how exhausted I was. This little girl weighed in at 9 pounds, 7 ounces.  She was 20 inches long.  When the nurse was putting on her first diaper, she said, "the newborn diapers fit today, but they might not next Tuesday." (after we ran out of the first round of diapers in the hospital, they did give us #1 diapers)

Knowing how big she is, I feel so proud of myself.  Not only for doing the labor naturally (and no tearing. Boom!), but for all the stuff I did while I was pregnant with her. No wonder I was feeling more tired and achy at the end.  I've caught myself thinking, go me!

Relaxing in the sun, warding off mild jaundice

Here is a huge shout out to everyone who took care of Theo while we were at the hospital: Sara and Ramona (Sara's mom, who barely knew any of us, slept over at our house and took care of Theo single handedly until Corbin relieved her the next morning.  I'm so touched.), the lovely Ludwinskis, and Kristy. It was such a load off my mind knowing he was in good hands.

Corbin was gone much of the day Wednesday hanging out with Theo, and I was surprised how much I loved the alone time with Ruby.  We relaxed, slept, and got to know each other. Theo got to come and meet Ruby. Sara and Ramona visited us that night in the hospital.

Thursday morning, I was eager to go home. I was feeling great, little to no pain, pretty slow bleeding, and already shrinking. My baby was a big healthy girl, if a little yellow.  I just wanted to be home with my boy. I was so excited to give him a proper belly-less hug and snuggle. So by 10 AM on Thursday, we were on our way home.

 Our homecoming was very sweet.  Theo was excited to see Ruby, and have us all back home. It was an amazing feeling being together as a family in our own home, one that I'm still enjoying the glow of.

My mom arrived that night, and has been wonderful and so helpful.  I'm so glad she got to come, partly to see her new grandbaby, partly to help around the house and to entertain Theo, and partly so she can enjoy being on the East coast. We've been pampered, and Theo has been spoiled (in the best possible grandma sort of way.  I mean, she took him to the movies for the first time today. Score!)

Very long story short: everything went smoothly and quickly with the labor. Ruby is beautiful, and I love my family of four.  Life is beautiful, and I am so blessed!